I'm back on the road again, traveling on my seemingly never-ending series of business trips. The money is good, but the work is quite boring. Today, I left work late and went back to my hotel, tired and a bit cranky. I called my girlfriend on my cell phone, and we had a nice chat. After our talk, I felt a lot better, but now I was horny as hell!
My hotel room had a sort of balcony. Well, not a balcony exactly, but a walkway around the outside of the building that gets you to the doors of the second floor rooms like mine. I stepped out the door with my glass of gin and gazed out over the pool. Several kids were splashing around. Down the walkway a bit, a nice looking woman was also leaning up against the rail and looking down at the pool, enjoying a smoke. I smiled at her and she smiled back. She was pretty, but I didn't give her much thought.
I went back in the room and checked my email on my laptop. I was tempted to check some of my favorite porn sites, but didn't dare do it from the hotel internet connection. Who knows if they monitor those kind of things? Oh well. I thought about my cute girlfriend, her sweet kisses, her soft lips, and her fabulous blowjobs. Now I was really getting horny.
I remembered the chick out on the balcony, and wondered if she was still out there. She'd been wearing... what? I couldn't remember. I did remember bare shoulders, which I love. I refreshed my gin glass from the unbreakable bottle in my suitcase, and went back out the door. Hallelujah, she was still out there, bare shoulders and all.
She was wearing a white ribbed tank top, a short pink skirt, and was barefoot. She had a cute, petite face, with full pink lips and pale blue eyes. Her blond hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She saw me and smiled. I raised my glass to her in a silent salute. She waved. I pointed at my glass and gave her a questioning look. To my surprise, she started walking my way.
"Are you offering me a drink?" she asked.
"Would you like one? All I have is gin," I told her.
"Works for me."
She had a very nice voice. Kind of soft and lilting. I tried not to stare at her tits, which were straining her tank top. She was obviously dressed down for relaxing. I went back into the room, scooped some ice from the ice bucket into one of the cheap plastic cups from the bathroom, and splashed some gin in for her. She accepted it with a smile and took a sip.
We chatted a bit, leaning up against the railing, our backs to the pool. Just small talk. Her name was Vicky, she was from Charlotte. She had a bit of a southern accent, which was turning me on. She was in town for software training of some sort. I didn't really pay that close attention to her story, as I was mostly staring at her legs and the erect nipples poking through her top. And her toes, which had bright red nails. Very bright red.
"...and we fucked all night long!"
"What?" I said. She suddenly had my full attention!
She laughed. "I didn't think you were paying attention to me!" She flashed me a smile that showed a bit of upper gum. I love that. "I just wanted to say something that would break through your distraction."
This could be interesting. "Why do you think I was distracted?" I asked.
"Well, could it be because you were staring at my legs?"
"Actually, your toes. That's a great shade of red."
"It's called Passion Fire," she said. Her slight accent made the words "passion fire" extremely erotic.
I stared directly into her eyes. What the fuck? I figured. What have I got to lose?
"Why don't you come inside with me."
She didn't say a word but leaned over and kissed me on the mouth, her lips open. Then she strode purposefully through my door and into the room. I followed, slamming the door shut behind me.
She gulped down the rest of her drink, put the cup on the nightstand, and threw her arms around my neck. We kissed passionately. Her tongue was strong and curious. I wondered how it would feel on my balls. I could feel her boobs against my chest. I imagined that I could feel her hard nipples against me too, but that was probably all in my head. I grabbed her ass cheeks while we kissed, and massaged them through the thin material of her skirt. I bunched the skirt up, and found that she was naked underneath it. Very nice.
I tossed her down on the bed. I really wanted a blowjob, and I knew the best way to ask for one. I looked her in they eyes and said, "I'd love to go down on you." Without waiting for an answer, I knelt down between her legs and pulled her skirt down, and off. She lifted her knees and parted them, showing me a very short blond bush. Her pussy lips were already beginning to part, and were glistening with dew. I breathed in her heady musk.
At this point in the proceedings, I like to take things slow. I started by lightly kissing her thighs; first down one thigh to her knee, then jumping across to the other knee, and then back up that thigh. When I got close to her pussy, I jumped across and did the other thigh again. Each time around, I came closer and closer to her pussy. Finally, when her squirming was starting to get frantic, I extended my tongue and touched the bottom of her lips, ever so lightly. She squealed, jumped a bit, and relaxed. I let my tongue travel slowly up her slit, but only a bit. A quarter of the way up, then back down again. Then half way up, and then back down. Then three quarters up, several times in a row. Finally, I gently flicked her clit, and she screamed with pleasure.
From that point on, my assault became relentless. I sawed my tongue over her erect bud, nibbled her inner and outer lips, and slid several fingers into her. She moaned, she squirmed, she put her hands on my head and yanked my hair. I increased and decreased the pace, not letting her climax too soon. After I'd had her close to the edge several times, I finally gave her what she wanted. I clamped my teeth firmly but gently on her clit and nibbled, all the while sawing two fingers deep into her cunt. Her breathing became short, she sobbed and moaned, clenched, tightened, and finally screamed in pleasure. She clamped her knees on my skull and hung on for dear life as wave after wave of pleasure wracked her body. Fortunately, I'd inhaled deeply at the last moment, as I wasn't able to take a breath for several moments as she reveled in the pleasure.